Let It Ring

Prod. Matt Teap you too crazy! I'm so chill! If I pop out to yo function, I got stick f*ck you mean? Don't ask me about my fit just know I spent your rent on jeans Pour up, I'm tryna stop but when I do I don't feel a thing I was fucked up I ain't had no hand now they hit my phone, I let it ring Nigga die right where he standing here he think to swing on me Don't ask me why I'm clutching at the function you know how niggas really be I've been working hard put the dog shit on every fit, Ya mean Couple thousand for some shoes, another thousand for some jeans She wanna f*ck, she got a nigga I ain't even tryna come between I need my own, type to dress her down, diamonds and McQueens They call my phone, see I'm doing good, they treat me like a king Stand on my own, they wasn't there so when they call, I let it ring But If I pop out to yo function, I got stick the f*ck you mean? Don't ask me about my fit just know I spent your rent on jeans Pour up, I'm tryna stop but when I do I don't feel a thing I was fucked up I ain't had no hand now they hit my phone, I let it ring But If I pop out to yo function, I got stick the f*ck you mean? Don't ask me about my fit just know I spent your rent on jeans Pour up, I'm tryna stop but when I do I don't feel a thing I was fucked up I ain't had no hand now they hit my phone, I let it ring I'm going up, they hit my phone, call me back, I let it ring They call me back, cause I used to call on them They ain't got shit for me, they don't even f*ck with me